The Compleat ^Angler 



Pise. Marry, e'en eat him to supper; 

 we'll go to my hostess, from whence we 

 came; she told me, as I was going out 

 of door, that my brother Peter, a good 

 angler and a cheerful companion, had sent 

 word that he would lodge there to-night, 

 and bring a friend with him. My hos- 

 tess has two beds, and I know you and I 

 may have the best; we'll rejoice with my 

 brother Peter and his friend, tell tales, or 

 sing ballads, or make a catch, or find some 

 harmless sport to content us and pass away 

 a little time, without offence to God or man. 



VEN. A match, good master, let's go to 

 that house ; for the linen looks white, and 

 smells of lavender, and I love to lie in a 

 pair of sheets that smell so. Let's be 

 going, good master, for I am hungry 

 again with fishing. 



Pise. Nay, stay a little, good scholar ; 

 I caught my last trout with a worm ; now 

 I will put on a minnow, and try a quarter 

 of an hour about yonder trees for another ; 

 and so walk towards our lodging. Look 

 you, scholar, thereabout we shall have a 

 bite presently or not at all. Have with 

 you, sir ! o' my word I have hold of him. 

 Oh ! it is a great logger-headed chub ; 

 come hang him upon that willow twig, 

 and let's be going. But turn out of the 

 way a little, good scholar, towards yonder 

 high honeysuckle hedge ; there we'll sit 

 and sing, whilst this shower falls so gently 

 upon the teeming earth, and gives yet a 

 sweeter smell to the lovely flowers that 

 adorn these verdant meadows. 

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